Worm let out a soft yelp as his name was grabbed and gently pulled on, only a few strands of fur being yanked out, since they were already loose. He glared a bit at Draekon after this and said, gently pushing a paw against the tiger's muzzle in a bit of a shove/mock swipe, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"Hey, hey, that hurts! You can't just take my mane, you know. It's attached to my body."[/glow] It was pretty clear to him that Draekon was pretty one minded, at least for now, so he didn't really want the other continuing to grab at his soft and weak strands of fluff.

Worm let out a soft noise similar to a yelp as he was shoved back, and he watched Draekon for a moment before saying softly, his head tilting to one side,  [glow=#793B29,1,400]"Mine...? I still don't quite get what you mean by that... do you mean me, or my things? Cause I can't really give you my mane. Shaving it off and gluing it to you would be, well... pretty inconvenient and uncomfortable, I imagine."[/glow] He tried to joke lightheartedly, before he noticed the other moving back a bit. Worried he had angered the tiger in some way, Wormwood sat a bit forward and mumbled softly, [glow=#793B29,1,400]"I'd give you what you want, if only it was a bit more practical..."[/glow]